SPOILER!!: Solomon
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Emzily After two school terms, it had become clear to Solomon that toads were the most BORING pets to keep. While he was somewhat fond of Goliath, his on the smaller side friend, he had accumulated plenty of jealously of classmates with their majestic owls or even those interesting little pygmy puffs who were just SO STINKING CUTE cool.
You would find Solomon attempting to tamper with the cage door of the one of the tarantulas, his other hand hovering over his pocket that held his wand. With a quick peek over his shoulder at the shopkeeper, Solomon slooooooowly grabbed hold of it.
Nothing to see here.
Aurora had mostly completed her shopping list and was doing
so well at avoiding being distracted by cute girly things when she passed by the magical menagerie which was home to some of her most favourite things in the world, animals. Her Ma wouldn’t mind if she detoured into one shop before she had to meet her again. With fifteen minutes left to spare, she pushed open the door and slipped into the store. The eleven (very almost twelve) year olds eyes lit up as she looked around debating in which direction she would go in first.
There were the noisy Crups barking in one direction and then the cute fluffy Kneazles and then all the birds squawking in their cages. Her family owned a Munchkin cat, one of those whose legs were half the size that they were supposed to be and so their bellies dragged on the ground. Her pet for school was a tiny Little Owl called Flora who had been a sweet companion during her first year but other than the occasional hoot and delivering post between herself and her Mums, wasn’t the
most interesting pet she could own.
She scanned her way across the displays ogling at the salamanders and the fire crabs until she stopped by the tarantulas. A tiny shudder was sent through her spine. She wouldn’t say she was scared of spiders but it wasn’t her first choice of a pet. In front of her was a young boy, maybe slightly older than herself who was tinkering about with the display holding the eight legged guy and who
not so subtly attempted to grab hold of it. Now being a Ravenclaw, Aurora was oddly observant and at only 4’5 was small enough to conceal herself and often go unnoticed.
She cleared her throat before speaking.
“I saw that!” Aurora was no tattletale but it would be quite funny to see his expression when he realised someone was watching.